Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Thailand and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Dual Sessions to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wolf Eyes,
Amon Düül,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slackers,
Henry Cow,
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bootsy Collins,
Pantytec,
The Toasters,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
cv313,
Arcadia,
Blake Baxter,
Rosa Yemen,
Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Pantaleimon,
Ultravox,
Alton Ellis,
Fatback Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Radiohead,
Trumans Water,
Masters at Work,
Camberwell Now,
The Velvet Underground,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rotary Connection,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Electric Prunes,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
Kas Product,
The Raincoats,
AZ,
Rakim,
Sister Nancy,
Tom Boy,
The American Breed,
Fugazi,
Curtis Mayfield,
Michelle Simonal,
Basic Channel,
Loose Ends,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Massinfluence,
Eurythmics,
ABBA,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roxy Music,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.